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Are we all not burning? In the fire of reasoning. I wake up to prepare for a regular day, And even then i found myself drowning, In the thoughts of dismay. I looked at myself in the mirror so blur,
Nobody is perfect. I’m Nobody. Perfect. contradiction leaves me hurting. Beneath the surface, my purpose is complex, that's for certain. I'm struggling with the weight of this burden.
When we were just kids,Playing outside with all the other demonsI used to hide in the shadows,Terrfied of what these demons thought of me.
(poems go here) First comes the voice of Reasoning, then there's his lil Brother: "Resistence"